The Connemara Cradle Song

A D A On wings of the wind o'er the dark rolling sea D Angels are coming to watch over thee A Angels are coming to watch o'er thy sleep D So list' to the wind coming over the deep A Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow D Lean your head over and hear the wind blow A The currachs are sailing way out on the blue D Laden with herring of silvery hue A Oh, silver the herring, silver the sea D Soon there'll be silver for baby and me A Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow D Lean your head over and hear the wind blow A Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow D Lean your head over and hear the wind blow D A D A D A The currachs tomorrow will stand on the shore D And Daddy goes sailing, a-sailing no more A The nets will be drying, the net's heaven blessed D And safe in my arms, contended he'll rest A Hear the wind blow, love, hear the wind blow D Lean your head over and hear the wind blow A Hear the wind blow, love, hear the whisper D Lean your head over and hear the wind blow